"Chief Zhang, you're welcome. I won't disturb Section Chief Zhang to read the documents. The things have been delivered, so I can rest assured!" Secretary Ma stood up, said politely, and left.
Looking at Secretary Ma, he directly picked up the documents and carried the box upstairs.
Opening the file bag above, his identity has been determined. He is a man named Li Ziming, and the photo is also a photo of him. There is not much difference from his current appearance. The only difference is that his face is different now.
It was a little whiter before I got up.
"Oh, being fair and handsome will one day become the source of my own troubles. Has the world's civilization really begun to regress?" He looked at the familiar face in the mirror and was speechless for a while.
He didn't even know why Xu Zeng'en sent him to Changchun. He was a little baffled.
But he could still guess something. After all, the battle between the two places in Nanjing was still quite fierce. There was no airtight wall in the world. It was possible that he was helping the Secret Service and Xu Zeng'en got wind of it.
"Struggle is still everywhere, why am I the unlucky one?"
Zhang Tianhao didn't expect it either, so he could only take one step at a time.
He only felt that his thoughts were a little random, but there were some questions immediately, but he still thought about it and didn't think about it any more. This was not something he could think of.
If this is the case, Boss Dai will definitely give him a make-up taste instead of leaving him without any movement at all.
Of course, this was just random thinking, and he didn't know whether it was true or not. He didn't even know that it was Kang Zihua's idea, not Nanjing's.
After setting up the radio station again, he then adjusted the radio station to the same band as Xiaoyu's. He wanted to see if there was any news from Xiaoyu. If there was any news, it might be of some help to him.
As soon as he adjusted the band, he heard calls coming from the radio station, and his radio station light began to flash continuously.
He immediately picked up his pen and started to prepare notes. After all, the call over there had been received here.
Soon, Xiaoyu over there began to send messages to this side, and he quickly recorded the received telegrams.
There is not much content, there are only a few sentences above: "Go to Chaoyang Shanhuo Store in Xinjing Liguang Hutong, find Lao Hu, the interface is: I want to sell a mountain eagle and a badger for 50 yuan, the other party: 8 yuan!"
This was to give him a way out. Zhang Tianhao knew that it was quite good for them to be able to do this.
After all, this is just a retreat, don't use it unless absolutely necessary.
After reading the content, Zhang Tianhao picked up the lighter, lightly lit the piece of paper, and put it on the cup aside. He didn't feel relieved until the entire message was burned.
Turn off the radio and put it in a box on the side. Then he looked at another box on the side, which contained a gun, grenades, and two pieces of clothing to wear to the northeast.
After all, it’s snowing in late October, and it’s probably going to snow in the Northeast. If you don’t wear enough clothes, you’re asking for death.
Next, he did nothing but sat at home and looked at the materials. Even when he was eating, he asked Xiaoqing to bring the meal to his study.
Looking at the inner sky above, he felt dizzy. The situation in Xinjing (Changchun) was more difficult than he imagined. Most of the personnel were killed or captured, and only the remaining
There are three or two big cats and kittens.
This requires him to organize these people, which is naturally much more difficult.
Even those who have been dispersed now do not know where they are. It is a big problem for him to go there and find these people.
The more he looked at it, the colder his heart became. Even if there were a few local people, it might not be easy, because among these people, he was still not sure which ones were his own and which ones were not his own.
The content above is too little and pitiful.
"Well, there are still big problems with this temporary identity, and this problem is not as big as usual. It's just the name. It can be said that this identity material cannot be fake anymore."
Looking at the information above, he was speechless. The identity information was incomplete and did not supplement his information. Even the identity information of Zhang Li and the four of them might have big problems.
When he thought of this, his already extremely bad mood became even worse.
I looked at the code book inside and saw that it was just a copy of "The Birds" and a collection of Tagore's poems. However, there were not many such poetry collections published, at least not many in China at this time.
He looked at the rules of cipher composition inside, and also looked at the "Collection of Birds" seriously. Relatively speaking, this was the only book he had at home. One more book is not more, and one less book is not more.
An afternoon passed while he was reading, and he almost remembered the "Collection of Flying Birds". He estimated that he would be able to memorize the entire book in another hour or two.
This is his advantage. Since the breakthrough of the Wuming Mental Technique, he has achieved breakthroughs in all aspects of his body, including great breakthroughs in strength, physique, intelligence, and spirit.
The most obvious thing is that his memory is getting stronger and stronger. He can still easily memorize "The Birds Collection 1", which only contains more than 100 poems.
…
"Brother Tian, when will your mission end this time?" Du Xinran snuggled next to Zhang Tianhao, a little worried. Although he didn't know where Zhang Tianhao went to perform the mission, he would definitely not be able to come back in a short time.
"I don't know. Maybe you won't come back when you graduate, but I will definitely make time to come back then!" He also knew that this mission could not be completed in a short time.
Although he is a special commissioner in name, he also has to reorganize the Zhongtong Station in Xinjing. It is difficult to say how difficult this is.
"Can you not go?"
"What do you think?" He scratched her nose directly and glared at her angrily, "I don't want to go either, but can I not complete the task assigned by me? Don't say such stupid things in the future, I guess you
It will be silent from now on."
"Silence!"
You know, only he knows how an underground party feels when he remains silent and does nothing. He is lonely, helpless, and may not even have anyone to talk to.
"Brother Tian, please take care of yourself, I'll wait for you!"
"Well, if you don't wait for me, who else can you wait for, little fool!"
"I'll leave tomorrow night, then I'll be at home with you tomorrow, okay?"
"Can!"
Zhang Tianhao sat on the bedside again and picked up the "Collection of Birds" and started reading it. He had to memorize it as soon as possible. After all, it was not safe to keep the code book on his body at any time.
…
At Peking Airport, Zhang Tianhao, Qian Jun, and Zhang Li had already boarded the plane, and the plane was heading northeast in the night.
Zhang Tianhao looked at the pitch-black night sky. Except for a few stars, there was darkness, like giant dark beasts, swallowing them up in the sky.
"Xiao Qian, Zhang Li, and Song Tao can be said to have narrowly escaped death this time. Remember my words, our enemy is the Japanese, but the last bullet was reserved for ourselves." Zhang Tianhao looked at the machine cabin.
The four of them said seriously.
"I don't want anyone to be in any other situation. That would not only be a disgrace to me, but also a disgrace to the Chinese people. They would be poked in the spine by future generations."
"yes!"
Then, they saw Zhang Tianhao take out a bullet from the pistol and tie it directly to his neck with a red rope.
This chapter has been completed!